Dozens of figures silently dispersed into a blockaded uninhabited town.

The number was thirty-two, and it was the first time that such a large number of humans had appeared in this town after the New Year.

"The 'Holy Grail' team has completed the construction of the enchantment base. The Left Wing Command assisted the 'Trial' and began regional planning. Each team, start on the magic circuit seconds hand, 10, 6, 3. 0。 Done, well, notify the adjutant to act at the scheduled time. ”

The "magic circuit" second hand is a magician's unique method of keeping time, and compared to mechanical clocks that require eyes to see, the timekeeping method that acts directly on the magic circuit is more convenient and accurate in battle.

There was not a trace of confusion among the magicians who were scattered in echelons. Their style is more accurate than magician, military. The true identity of this self-excluded impersonal group is a combat unit directly belonging to the Law and Political Section of the Magic Association, and its name is the CLONE Brigade.

"The hierarchical isolation barrier structure is complete, and it can be activated after half a moment of area division. If you want to destroy this land, you can start in an hour. ”

The adjutant "chariot" who was in charge of the brigade asked for instructions on the communication technique - whether to search in sections and destroy them one by one, or whether to destroy them along with the land without any fighting.

The former takes less time, and the latter is more secure.

"Both at the same time. Let the 'Judgment' complete the division as soon as possible, the 'Sword' team and the 'Star Coins' team immediately launched an investigation of the surrounding area, the 'Wand' team continued to prepare to annihilate the magic, and the 'Holy Grail' team released the demons, and then stood by. ”

A barrage of commands came from the headset.

"Captain, isn't this too radical?" "Chariot" was a little puzzled.

"Radical? But I don't think that's enough. The enemy has not made any moves so far, it is too abnormal, and we must find out as soon as possible what they are up to. ”

"Yes, Captain—the whole team obeys the order, speed up the progress!"

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In a small building in the middle of the town, a handsome young man dressed in a fine costume opened his bright red eyes and said to himself:

"Is it really here? Barsmelo's puppy..."

The young man's gaze ignored the limits of distance and looked at the three squads scattered throughout the town.

"This arrangement, a segmented search and a wide area of annihilation are carried out at the same time ... More radical than I expected. Is the commander of this Clone brigade too inintelligent to be suspicious? Or is there something else going on?"

After thinking for a moment, but not getting an answer, the young man shook his head, no longer thinking about the inconsequential details.

"Neither one can change the end of your destruction tonight. The plan remains the same, 1st, 2nd, 3rd, you go and attract the attention of the magicians, you don't need to inflict much damage on the enemy, just contain them and don't let them leave. ”

The corners of the house lit up with a dense red dot, and they were a pair of eyes, the eyes of vampires.

In the next second, all the doors and windows opened at the same time, and the dense red dots scattered in three strands.

After a few dozen seconds, the huge room returned to calm.

The young man continued to look into the distance, his originally tense expression gradually relaxed. The white palm clenched hard, and when it was released again, there was a strange white mist in the young man's hand.

"Stupid Clone brigade, you would never have imagined that the barrier we erected to block us would in turn lead you into the abyss!"

The night breeze blew and blew away the white mist from the young man's hands.

Soon, a veil-like mist enveloped the uninhabited town, just as it had been a few months earlier.

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A qualified commander does not ignore any disturbances on the battlefield, and the "chariot" is such a commander. Although he is not good at intrigue and calculation, he has a very keen sense of battlefield.

As soon as the mist appeared, he gave the order to "beware of the mist" as if it were a conditional launch.

However, after the order was issued, no feedback was received from the cadres, not a single one.

"Oh no, this fog can interfere with communication. ”

The "Chariot" immediately judged the usefulness of the fog, but he was not alarmed, as there was more than one means of communication between Clone's brigade. I saw him take out a walkie-talkie from his tactical backpack, and in the slight "zila" sound, a familiar voice came out of the earpiece.

"Attention all, all attention, the composition of the fog has been determined to be the remnant of the spirit child of the 'Night of Varzia', and the effect is to interfere with long-distance magic. ”

"'Chariot' received, 'Chariot' received, please all personnel switch technology equipment, please all personnel switch technology equipment. While giving the order, the "chariot" admired his captain in his heart.

Before going to Italy, he specially asked the Barsermelo family to get a batch of individual equipment used by the British Royal Special Forces to arm his subordinates. At first, everyone didn't understand what it was doing except to add weight, but now everyone understands.

The deep-rooted traditional thinking on the occult side has led to the entire mystical world ignoring the progress of technology, and this is the case for magicians, and even more so for the immortal Dead Apostles. They tend to be on the lookout for mysteries, but ignore all kinds of high-tech equipment.

The communication process is jammed? It doesn't matter, there's the radio.

It doesn't matter if the detection technique is interfered with, there is also a personal radar.

Do you have the ability to make an electromagnetic interference?

With the help of modern warfare equipment, the Clone Brigade was not affected by the fog and continued to carry out its tasks step by step.

"This is the 'Judgment', find the trail of the Dead Apostles, please instruct. ”

"This is the 'Hermit', and the traces of the Dead Apostles have also been found, all of them are low-level miscellaneous fish, and no high-level Dead Apostles have been found yet. ”

"This is the 'king'......"

Hearing the reports of the cadres, the "chariot" let out a soft snort: "Finally can't help it? Except for the 'Scepter' team, the others hunt in small teams, and they can't let go of a dead apostle! That 'white feather' is kept for me, and I will unscrew his head with my own hands!"

"Yes!"

The Clone Brigade's hunt has officially begun!

In less than five minutes, more than ten low-level Dead Apostles were destroyed by various magic tricks.

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The face of the young man in white showed a surprise that could not be concealed.

"And they used those vulgar things, the glory of the magicians they admired?"

The astonishment was followed by great anger!

"Damn Clone, isn't it good to honestly step into the trap? You have to die and struggle! Well, since you like to kill, let's kill it, it's just cannon fodder anyway, and if you die one batch, you can quickly make the next batch. In return, I will torture you so much that life is better than death!"

The moment the words fell, there was an extra feather in the young man's hand, pure white, shining in the darkness, like the feather of an angel in the legend.

This is the origin of his name "White Feather", and it is also the most precious token given to him by his father.